|On September 11th 2001, 23 members of the New York City
Police Department were chosen for a special detail. As the people in the World Trade Center Towers made their way out, our brave Police Officers began their journey upward
to Heaven helping and comforting all they met along the way. The Angels welcomed them and everyone applauded as God presented them with their Wings. The men stepped in
line with those chosen before them. St. Michael looked at them with pride. He knew he'd chosen the best. Our proud Police Officers made the extreme sacrific and will continue
to serve and protect from up above.
May God hold in his arms ALL the Firefighters, the Emergency Medical Technicians,
Paramedics, Port Authority Police Officers, Court Officers and Civilians that journeyed side by side our beloved Police Officers through the Pearly Gates to Paradise.
We will remember and miss them always.
May they rest in peace.
| "THE FINAL INSPECTION"
| The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"
The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry badges
can't always be a saint."
I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.
But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgement of his god.
"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell."
- Author Unknown
| "I've always heard God does everything right. I just wish my Angels weren't in Heaven tonight. I know there are some things beyond our control. Some things that only God can decide. But that won't stop this hurting that I feel in my soul. I just wish my Angels weren't in Heaven tonight. God won't you please, kiss my Angels goodnight."
|- Higher Faith
This site was created from my heart and through my tears for
those I knew and those I'll never know
* Thank you TicToc for this beautiful graphic!